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[oloriel]

Snatched from fusselbiene.

Comment on this post. I will choose 6 interests in your profile and you will explain what each of them means (and why you are interested in each of them).



akallabêth is one of the stories tagged onto the Silmarillion, the story of the Downfall of Númenor. The title means "the Downfallen" in Adûnaic. The Elvish translation would be Atalantë. You can probably vaguely imagine the rest now. ;)

goldseven is the screenname of a fan artist I really admire.

mythopoeia is - surprise - another Tolkien thing: A long poem Tolkien wrote one day after a discussion with C.S.Lewis on the worth and truth value of myths. It's powerful and adorable and I want to write long poems after arguments with friends, too.

The pixel liberation front showed up in the credits of Pirates of the Caribbean: Curse of the Black Pearl. It's an awesome name for a special fx company, I think, so it ended up in my interests.

infinite improbability is from The Hitch-hiker's Guide to the Galaxy. The starship Heart of Gold is powered by an Infinite Improbability drive. Which is pretty powerful and generates unlikely things. Fun!

marauders - this actually has a double meaning: The sports team of the Canadian high school I went to for one term was called the "Midland Marauders"; the actual reason why I've got it there is the glorious little band of four from the Harry Potter books, the Marauders, the guys with the map: Moony, Prongs, Padfoot and Wormtail: Remus Lupin, James Potter, Sirius Black and Peter Pettigrew.

I seem to be doing a lot of name-tossing in explaining my interests.

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I am finally daring to upload stuff on DeviantArt and just as I managed to fill in all the bloody information they demand they go all "deviantART is currently performing system maintenance. Please try again in 5 minutes." WE ARE NOT GOING TO BE FRIENDS AT THIS RATE. *grumps*

Darcy did another heroic deed today: After the mouse episode, there was a dog episode. Dog came to look at Darcy, Darcy was scared and ran away. Dog followed. Darcy did three turns through my garden (many cornflowers let their lives to bring you this information) and then climbed up the telegraph pole.
He stayed there, too.
He only dared to clamber back down when I stood underneath the mast and held my arms up, but then he clambered down all right: slowly, carefully and succesfully.
Such a smart cat. ^_^